Right then, Ignis was more than happy to be pressed against Gladio with his back to the counter. Normally, the kitchen was a no go zone for sex, but Ignis was far from caring at the moment. Not when Glaido's fingers were busy gliding along his skin only to take the time to try and bare more for him to touch.

No, he really didn't care at all at the moment.

"Perhaps."

The slow, lazy smile on his face said he did.